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Monday, February 06, 2006

A Poem From A Friend

lim peh ka li kong

Me is so sotong because after a cyber friend wrote a poem "Sparks" to me long time ago but me didn't even know until lately.

Ling, thank you very much for the nice poem.

lim peh kong wan liao

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"Monsieur Lim"

"Sparks"

Dreamin...I remember the nightWhen you dreamt of meThe girly smile you put on my faceSimply made me a happy girlI'll never, ever forget.

Dreamin...I remember the nightWhen you spokeYour voice sounded like the calm wavessweeping smoothly on the shoreSimply made all the childrenrunning happily with your rhythmI'll never, ever forget.

Dreamin...I remember the nightWhen you told me about voicesI simply sat dreamily and noddedWould Lim Pek be different from Grandpa?Sir, I'll never know.It doesn't matter, you said.I'll never, ever forget.

Not dreamin...I remember the nightThe Joy you brought to othersLike Rainbow after RainWith You plucking stars from the skyfor each one of them.Does it matters if I don't understand?No, for each stars you pluckedYou gave them sparkles and You have givenme not the star..but the Sparks.I'll never, ever forget..the Sparks.

12 Comments:

It was badly written but nevertheless, that was how I felt when I discovered you in Local Issues. Thank you for that wonderful dream. You have indeed given the sparkling stars to each and everyone of them, and these stars are the joy you have brought along with you, and I'm sure they will keep them close to their hearts. I will treasure the sparks for the rest of my life. Thank you.

LingLing, admire your writing skills. Enjoyed reading your other poems in YMB, especially some of the ones beginning with "Counting".FYI, my eldest son is fond of poems and I shall introduce him to yours.

Thank you for your compliment. Have a great day..er..er..that baby you are holding..gal or boy?? Must be a boy..when he grows up..get him to write poems..gal-gals will definitely fall head over heels ( unless they wear slippers,then don't quote me ya )for him.

noeyesee,

Write a poem for you?!? No problem.., anytime..,but first you must dream of me. But..must be dry weather dreams..not those wet rainy dreams,ok?? Hehehe...

Ipromise

You have an elder son? Ahh..don't introduce my poems to him. Introduce me to him..hahahaha!!!Aiya..those poems "Counting"..think-think, write-write, post-post..he's still not looking my way. What's the point..aahh, forget it! Introduce your elder son to me..,then I can recycle those poems on your son..ha!

Ling~Oh my..,I better run incase Mr.Lim comes back..wow, I'm so clever now..I can thank and respond to people in his blog..wah..,as if this is my blog..hehehe..sorry ya Mr.Lim.

IpromiseThough I must admit that Ling is in fact a pretty girl but no my wife will not be jealous la.

Ling and DewiHa ha, no problem having conversation in my playground at all, you are most welcome.

BTW Ling, when you enter into Dewi's blog, go double-click onto the cartoon icon on the right. With the cursor on the icon, you will be able to see if it is entries, links, etc. She has many new photos uploaded.

Ha, ha... :D The baby whom i was holding is my son, Shawn Ethan. He was also mistaken as a girl when MP Penny Low came to my estate to shake the hands of the residents ;p Can never really tell for sure whether a baby (especially the small ones) is a boy or girl ;p